The new way
The new way
The direction seems determined.
Nothing takes my courage anymore.
Sometimes I get stuck and wait,
on a mild fateful gift.
When I wait, everything stops.
Nothing works the way I want it.
Often I am still very sluggish.
Thus, fate shows me often new ways.
(written by KiBLS)
Author: KiBLS | Written: ~2013 | Published: ~2018 | German original | License: CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 | e-Book: Newspeak (R)evolution
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